User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-2246928-20141206215002/@comment-26024035-20160423175456

"Ressstockin' it? Nonsssensse... We've sssuppliesss a plenty here." The vixen assured, clearly unwilling to lose a creature so willing to murder for her just yet. Then she leaned in, her voice lowering conspiratorially, a paw cupping her mouth. "And a traitor..." She whispered, her wild green eyes swerving one way and then the next. "...mussst... be hunted down."